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Post by Keira Blair on Sept 28, 2008 12:11:29 GMT -6
"I can understand that.. people out here are so much more outgoing then I thought they would be. I have gone to schools like these all my life but this one certainly is different.." Of course he could. Who wouldn't love to get away from a stuffy boarding school full of people that just wanted to stab you in the back? It actually scared Keira to think of how far people would go. Gossiping non-stop about people, killing people, it was all just a little too dramatic. Keira never handled drama very well. Nor did she handle awkward situations with the greatest of ease, but somehow she had made it this far. There was no join in giving up now. Giving up would mean admitting defeat, and even though Keira would have loved doing just that, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Really?" A laugh almost escaped her throat. Nothing like good old Westfield to think all californians were all a bunch of wack jobs that only wanted money and fame. Keira figured Castle Hill to be slightly different. Though the schools were so similar they were the complete opposite. It wasn't just the people that were different, it was the social tolerances that were too. There was more fooling around going on over at Westfield, while Castle Hill was mainly clean, though they were known to down more alcohol than West.
"Different bad or different good?"
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Post by Demetri Montroli on Oct 1, 2008 20:20:44 GMT -6
Demetri nodded continued to look out to the ocean until his attention was caught by her words. He looked at her as she spoke. He nodded."Well yes" He sad not knowing much else to say. He heard her speak asking what kind of different. "I guess I would say a bit of both. There are multiple reason for both Like I love how different things are around here it is nice to have a change of scenery but then there is all this stuff that is going on between the two school. But overall I guess I would say good different.." He said with a soft smile looking over to her.
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Post by Keira Blair on Oct 26, 2008 10:14:31 GMT -6
Keira's eyes were starting to droop. She had been up late the past few days, partying. Really, it was her own fault she even let her friends take her out late on weekdays, but that was the way it was. Now she was starting to feel the effects of her late night outings. The warmth of the sun didn't help much either. Really, it seemed like a great time to take a nap. She almost did not even hear what Demetri had to say. There were now two choices she had. One, she could ask Demetri if he wanted to come back over to her dorm and take a nap with her, or two she could just leave. The latter looked like the best option, even though she would not mind the first.
A smile spread across the youth's face as she stood up and wiped herself up. "Well," she started looking down at Demetri. "If you like, I guess you could come back to my dorm with me, or I'll just be leaving you. I'm sort of getting tired." she said chuckling slightly. It would be a shock to her if he chose to come with her, but she figured he wouldn't. Really, it wasn't a big deal to her either way, whatever he wanted to do was fine with her. All she wanted to do though, was sleep. There was nothing implied in the whole, coming back to her dorm thing.
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